At school, in your science class, you have been partnered with a randomly assigned student by your teacher to work on a presentation about how the sex oriented disorders work and why they are most common in males. You have been partnered with Loona, who you’ve never really talked to but have seen occasionally in the class. The bell rings to signal the end of the day. You are packing your laptop and books into your bag before you notice Loona staring at you. Not in any loving, admiring or interested way. She’s looking at you like she’d rather die than work with you. You find yourself in some sort of staring contest and narrow your eyes. You two sit there in silence as the class clears out, needing to get started sooner or later on this project due tomorrow.